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Apr. 10th, 2012 12:28 am[His sleep tonight is fitful -- which is incredibly frustrating because he barely sleeps much to begin with, and if he has issues in those scant few hours that he does allow himself to crash, then--
Well. It makes for an incredibly grumpy alien.
Except this time it's more complicated than just some tossing and turning due to extreme caffeine overload or incessant, marqueeing thoughts. This time, it's dreams that plague him -- dreams so vivid that as he's in them, he's absolutely certain that it's reality.
It's jarring, the things he sees and learns about not only himself but Metro Man, and he wakes up, panting and terrified and what the hell was that.
So, he does the only logical thing. He gets up, pulls a black robe around him that he'd dug up from the clothier, and sweeps out of his room, heading to Ryn's.
BANG BANG BANG.
Open up, sweetheart.]
Well. It makes for an incredibly grumpy alien.
Except this time it's more complicated than just some tossing and turning due to extreme caffeine overload or incessant, marqueeing thoughts. This time, it's dreams that plague him -- dreams so vivid that as he's in them, he's absolutely certain that it's reality.
It's jarring, the things he sees and learns about not only himself but Metro Man, and he wakes up, panting and terrified and what the hell was that.
So, he does the only logical thing. He gets up, pulls a black robe around him that he'd dug up from the clothier, and sweeps out of his room, heading to Ryn's.
BANG BANG BANG.
Open up, sweetheart.]
